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Thrusting In Robustness

The best antidote,
For folks who provoke others...
With druthers to prevent,
Any progressive, forward movement.
Just leave them alone!
They will get the hint.
And if they don't...
Why bother to care?
Or stay there to consent?
With a stagnation of sentiments.
You would have left them to breathe fresher air.
Aware your steps,
Have been taken to keep them distanced!
Choosing to live your life,
Adventuring.
And if you like...
With a flair you welcome that is dared!
Hopefully to be shared,
With others thrusting in robustness!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left to Puff Up to Float

Some folks live,
To stay where they are.
Embracing their yesterdays...
To add their versions that ignites,
An excited wish...
To have those days relived,
As they are told.

The 'how-things-use-to-be' folks...
Swatting away flies from their molded stories.
From a stoop or a porch...
Or from a corner that is now paved,
Where they once played upon a dusty road.

There they stand proud and in the way,
Of someone on the move.
Someone passing through!
As they evaluate each step placed they take!
Discussing amongst themselves...
Whether or not they should approve.
And 'who' thinks they are,
Better than 'who'!
As they become distant from those...
Who have chosen to stay,
With their minds in times frozen and closed!

Recruiting young ones,
Impressed with their stagnation.
Those of similar kind and like minds,
Groomed to complain and whine...
About the current times they find.

Listening to embellished beliefs.
Leaving few taught,
That they should reach...
For their aspirations and dreams,
To become implanted.
For a flourishing tomorrow!

But as sorrows are shared...
A tomorrow for them,
Has yet to occur.
For them this awareness,
Has been for them intentionally blurred!

Or even the notion to live...
And be in the 'now' to stir a motivation!
But this implementation,
Is not a seed sown to harvest...
In minds fed on killer weeds!
Passed and expected,
To be received.

And so they too...
Are left to puff up to float,
Like the others!
To exclaim with their druthers...
How 'good' the stuff to them they get!
Just like 'how-things-use-to-be'...
Yesterday and those days before!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Through An Osmosisness

Unconscious assimilation,
To seduce one into conversation?
Perhaps.
But there are some with realities,
Who are distorted by facts.
And few comprehend that,
When they allow...
The comfort of their delusions,
To sit back and relax.

I have earned the right to express my identity,
With much flair if I dared.
From dawn 'til noon until midnight.
And doing it aware that I have not a care.

And if anyone expresses I do this and declare,
My arrogance to be unbearable.
And a dignity I pride...
Begins to choke with a coolness I carry.
As if I owned the air!

So be it!
If I flaunt a bit of obnoxiousness.
I've earned all of it.
The identity I pride with the dignity I don't hide.

I am not here to defend every step I've taken.
Nor those experiences life to me has personally given.

'Oh!
I can understand how you feel! '

Is that right?
What part of my life have you lived that delights?
And what hour of which day...
Have you said to yourself,
'Ignore what others say.
Keep your faith it will be okay! '

'Well...
I don't have to go through that process,
To understand what others go through! '

Hmmm.
I see.
So you're one of those folks who live vicariously?
Through an osmosisness done.
And challenging all obstacles that come?

'Well...
I don't have to go through that process,
To understand what others go through! '

Hmmm.
I see.
So you're one of those folks who live vicariously?
Through an osmosisness done.
And challenging all obstacles that come?

'Well,
I don't have to...
Forget it.'

That just expressed,
I can understand and accept.
As from you confessed.
There is no need to further address,
Your comprehension to suggest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweetness Follows

Readying to bury your father and your mother,
What did you think when you lost another?
I used to wonder why did you bother,
Distanced from one, blind to the other?
Listen here my sister and my brother
What would you care if you lost the other?
I always wonder why did we bother,
Distanced from one, deaf to the other.
Oh, oh, but sweetness follows
Its these little things, they can pull you under.
Live your life filled with joy and wonder.
I always knew this altogether thunder
Was lost in our little lives.
Oh, oh, but sweetness follows.
Oh, oh, but sweetness follows.
Its these little things, they can pull you under.
Live your life filled with joy and thunder.
Yeah, yeah we were altogether
Lost in our little lives.
Oh. oh. ah.
Oh, oh, but sweetness follows.
Oh, oh, but sweetness follows.

song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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2 Steps

You know im the kind of guy that does a 9-5
Workin real hard cuz its the way I live my life
Back home just me and you girl all alone
With no one interrupting, switch off the phone
But I could be that other guy
Who comes home late at night and tells you lies
So why you trippin out on me girl all the time?
When everyday its only you thats on my mind
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz theres really no doubt about it
You know I've been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz theres really no doubt about it
You know I've been there for you and thats the truth
You know you're the kinda girl that doesn't need to front
Keep it real, let me know just what you want
Sometimes you just dont know when to stop
Your working so much over nothing
Your just losing what you got
Now cant you see there's no other girl
I think your the most beautiful woman in this world (yeah)
But you say I dont appreciate ya and I dont know how to treat ya
We dont do the same things we used to do nomore
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Remember, it wasnt that long ago
You told me that you loved me so
Dont forget all the nights we shared when you told me girl just how much you cared
Remember, you can be led astray
But thats the way playas play
Im not that kinda man why cant you understand cuz I
Want you to trust in me, Babygirl cant you see
You're only gonna mess things up
You've done enough
Why cant you stop cuz
You're gonna lose whats good for you
And thats the last thing you wanna do
Won't find another like me
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth
Everytime we take one step forward you take two steps back
Everytime its right you bring left back
Hey you really gotta think about it
cuz there's really no doubt about it
You know ive been there for you and thats the truth

song performed by by Craig David
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Selected to Make Decisions

So behind the eight ball.
Those that can not see the forest...
But also can not interpret the tea leaves.
Even if they had a sip of it,
They would choose to have it sweetened.
Regardless of the affects or purpose.
Or the intentions of the ingredients.

To move and advance forward,
There has to be steps made!
This requires effort.
With a fading of rhetoric.
And the saving of the paving of it.

When someone claims to be aware,
But can not see a moving truck.
Or stares at a beachball...
That hits them in the head,
Because they do not duck.
I pause for concern!
Something in their 'awareness'
A common sense has not been taught
From experiences learned.
And these are the folks who provoke without knowing.

So behind the eight ball.
Those that can not see the forest...
But also can not interpret the tea leaves.
Even if they had a sip of it,
They would choose to have it sweetened.
Regardless of the affects or purpose.
Or the intentions of the ingredients.

These are the folks who see an oncoming train.
And stand in the middle of the tracks to ask...
'If I stood here,
Would that train hit me?
And if it did...
Will I get hurt? '

And they have been selected to make decisions,
Based upon their wisdom!

To move and advance forward,
There has to be steps made!
This requires effort.
With a fading of rhetoric.
And the saving of the paving of it.

Observe situations as they are.
And not how one chooses them to be.
See clearly the obstacles!
And perceive reality...
As being something based upon concepts concrete!
It makes the living of one's life much easier.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shallow Upfront and Hollow Underneath

The first time I became aware,
A declared friend couldn't say or spell...
My name correctly.
Or had not paid a visit to my home at all...
In none of the years I believed a friendship was endeared.
I realized those were not friends.
Perhaps acquaintances of shared conveniences.

The first time I recognized an ex-wife showed disrespect...
Well...
Why should I continue?
I guess I've said it all,
When I did say 'ex'.

This is the point I make...
That at first made me upset.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist,
To comprehend those feelings exchanged.
And from the beginning who pretends.
And 'who' deserves the reactions they get.

Folks have their own agendas.
And eventually this is exposed.
There is no need to show anger towards another...
If out of ignorance,
That is what they choose and chose.
Or chose to choose to do.
See it for what it is.
There is no need to wallow away in tears!

And those who are surfaced with secrets they keep,
Why be bother with those who are deceiving and weak?
Especially those who show themselves...
They can be shallow upfront and hollow underneath!
If you know you are genuine,
Leave these folks be! Leave them alone.
Don't you be the one left to rage and seethe.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Do I Live

How do i
Get through one night without you
If I had to live without you
What kind of life would that be?
Oh i, I need you in my arms
Need you to hold
Your my world my heart my soul
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything good in my life.
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do i
How do i
Oh how do I live? .
Without you
Thered be no sun in my sky
There would be no love in my life
There would be no world left for me
And i
Baby I dont know what I would do
Id be lost if I lost you
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything real in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do i
How do i
Oh how do I live? ...
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything
Need you with me
Baby coz you know your everything good in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do i
How do i
Oh how do I live
How do I live without you
How do I live without you baby.......
How do I live....

song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Way

I was made early to be aware of my uniqueness.
And the feeling of being distanced.
But my curiosities about life...
Had too many questions.
I had asked them.
And I wanted them answered.

And I am very demanding...
If I am here to fulfill the will of my Father...
Somebody is coming up with some answers.
And I am not in the mood to play....
'Let's blindfold the ghost chasers'.

'Feeling a 'little' touchy?
Like 'you' da only one, huh? '

No, Father.
It is not like that at all.

'Then wassup?
What's goin on with the 'mope'?
Snap, crackle and pop out of it! '

I was made early to be aware of my uniqueness.
And the feeling of being distanced.
But my curiosities about life...
Had too many questions.
I had asked them.
And I wanted them answered.

And sometimes, my Father...
I think You are the one there,
For play.
At our expense.

'Let's just say...
I prefer things done My way!
Thanks, Frank...
For delivering My sentiments,
Exactly!

I'm out...From Brutha G!
Welcoming you to have your peace.
Delivered to you on the Inside!
Where I am 'in' and 'out' as well!
Butr now...
I'M Out! '

It was Paul!

'Paul?
What are you talking about? '

Anka. Anka!

'And...
Is it still not MY Way? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Do I Live

How Do I
Get Through The Night Without You
If I Had To Live Without You
What Kind Of Life Would That Be
Oh I
I Need You In My Arms Need You To Hold
You're My World My Heart My Soul
If You Ever Leave
Baby You Would Take Away Everything Good In My Life

And Tell Me Now
How Do I Live Without You
I Want To Know
How Do I Breathe Without You
If You Ever Go
How Do I Ever Ever Survive
How Do I How Do I Oh How Do I Live

Without You
There'd Be No Sun In My Sky
There Would Be No Love In My Life
There'd Be No World Left For Me
And I
Baby I Don't Know What I Would Do
I'd Be Lost If I Lost You
If You Ever Leave
Baby You Would Take Away Everything Real In My Life

And Tell Me Now
How Do I Live Without You
I Want To Know
How Do I Breathe Without You
If You Ever Go
How Do I Ever Ever Survive
How Do I How Do I Oh How Do I Live

Please Tell Me Baby
How Do I Go On

If You Ever Leave
Baby You Would Take Away Everything
I Need You With Me
Baby Don't You Know That You're Everything
Real In My Life

And Tell Me Now
How Do I Live Without You
I Want To Know
How Do I Breathe Without You
If You Ever Go
How Do I Ever Ever Survive
How Do I How Do I Oh How Do I Live

How Do I Live Without You

How Do I Live Without You Baby

song performed by by LeAnn Rimes from You Light Up My Life
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How Do I Live [extended Mix]

How do I,
Get through the night without you?
If I had to live without you,
What kind of life would that be?
Oh, I
I need you in my arms, need you to hold,
You're my world, my heart, my soul,
If you ever leave,
baby you would take away everything good in my life,
and tell me now
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
Without you,
There'd be no sun in my sky,
There would be no love in my life,
There'd be no world left for me.
And I,
Baby I don't know what I would do,
I'd be lost if I lost you,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything real in my life,
And tell me now,
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
Please tell me baby,
How do I go on?
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything,
I need you with me,
Baby don't you know that you're everything,
Real in my life?
And tell me now,
How do I live without you,
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?
How do I live without you?
How do I live without you baby

song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Need to Cast Woeful Eyes

No need to cast woeful eyes,
For some to see.
Decisive steps you took and tested!

An investment of regret you get!
While taking a bet...
Against advice given.
Yet disrespected!

And now an empathy you expect?
There is no one left...
With sympathy to offer,
From an unspoken request.
You may be hoping some feel,
And comes next!

Some lessons are better self taught,
Than shared.
Like an experience one may have,
To leave others spared.

No one should be expected,
To protect another from a fate!
Mistakes some make may bring to them heartache.
But those chances you took,
Brought disgust to others.
Those who now care less...
About your expressed unhappiness.

Here...
Take these tissues and dry your issues.
Clear your eyes and rise from your butt!
That is the only suggestion,
To you I can give up!

Like the others you strutted pass with your druthers...
None of us,
Are into pity parties and weep fest that touch!
Celebrate this one by yourself.
Because the rest of us you distrusted...
Have seen that act from you too much!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Time To Take Responsibility

It is time to take responsibility.
And stop blaming those,
Who created such a monumental mess.

~This we agree.
But those who protest our forward steps,
Just happen to be the very same people...
Who wish us not to succeed.

They want others to believe...
Their incompetence is missed.
And those choosing to ignore them,
And their pretensiousness...
Need to be convinced.
With a powerful blockading obstructing facts.
By a showing of their ignorance...
That keeps a stagnation intact.~

It is time to take responsibility.
And stop blaming those,
Who created such a monumental mess.

~Have you come forward to confess?
Or are you joining us to have this addressed?
Let me dropp this clue on you...
Most of us came out of the womb prepared.
And not to dance like Fred Astaire.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Left To Do To Be Done

No one voices their opinion,
Until an escalation of an ending begins.
And they make a collective noise then,
As if what is said should make sense and is heard.
Yet,
Disorderly conduct is all that is observed.

And those who came to warn them of misgivings...
Leave this scene without a mumbling word.
There is nothing left to say.
Nothing left to do to be done...
In a way that stayed obeyed!
So they lower their heads and pray.
Choosing to take their peace of mind,
And walk away while there is still time.
Some folks use their trivialities...
As if these are what is wished to find,
As a gold mine.
A self reflection had not visited their minds.
And that is the discovery of this sadness,
Had and has reached its full!
They choose to leave behind.
A higher consciousness to those promised...
Has been witnessed from them to be dismissed.
And ruined 'gifts' are left to sit,
And shared in disrespect.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Belief System

Some folks do things,
Because they want others to 'believe'...
They 'are' somebody.

Who knows what's up,
The sleeves of people like these.

And those folks with 'beliefs'
Who know they have 'always' been 'somebody'
Don't need to look for acknowledgement.
They are going to get it anyway.
Because of who they are!
And wherever they are...
Good deeds done,
Seem to be always something done they do.

There is no belief system used to convince.
There is an obviousness without the need to mention.
It is in the existence,
That transcends what may or may not be...
What comes forward off of people's lips,
For others to physically with their eyes see.
And...
It is not because of what they want others to believe!
That this is so,
From embellished exaggerations.
Entertaining and released from an implementation.
And fantasies from them born...
To come to life and grow!

It is in the observation,
That proves a deserving worthiness...
Upon which others bestow,
Those of merit that receive attention.

Leaving to be distanced,
Those folks who wish others to believe
They are 'somebody'.
And they are...
Provoked into some self serving action.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like Any Quota Doter Does

When I actively applied,
For that I know I am experienced!
I was deemed not qualified.
With a look from someone,
To kill my pride.

And since I'm not the kind,
To wonder 'why' I've been denied...
I cast that aside,
That which tries to prevent my stride.
In a blocking of my forward movement.
Few who knew that,
Know today that has been proven.

Folks are hired to cast dark shadows,
All over the place.
That's what they do!
And competent at it too.

Since I am not seeking assistance,
To live my life to make attempts!
I live my life making attempts to assist.
That's it!

That's what I do!

And 'if' someone decides I'm not qualified to do it...
I'm sure they've been assigned to do a job!
Like any quota doter does doing what they do.
I've been assigned to fulfill a mission.
There is more than a slight difference.

And to give precious time away,
To devote in discussion with those of small minds...
The vastness of the canvas
Is not my task to introduce.

I'm here to do!
Not argue in defense of my abilities to connect the dots!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The beauty within

The beauty of choice is you get to choose,
Wheather to live your life, or ruin it,
to live or die,
love or hate,
care or not care,
break, or heal,
steal, or buy,
help, or leave,
stay or go,
many possibilities.
Just hopefully you are not like a person I know,
He says he dont care but I know he does,
He says he hates the world but I know he loves it,
He says things he dont mean,
yet they hurt people around him,
He has seen many tears,
He has seen many years of pain,
He doesnt deserve anymore but that is merely his choice,
On wheather to love or to hurt,
to be nice or be crude,
To be happy or depressed all the time,
So its his choice on wheather people care anymore or not,
He is the owner of his life and no one can change his mind.
He can say he needs to hurt all he needs to,
He can hurt himself if he thinks that is what is right.
He can be the guy to ruin his life over nothing,
No one is going to help him if he doesnt let them.
If he dont listen no one will save him,
So he can either be saved or be left,
and frankly I think he is choosing death over life....
Sad isnt it? I tried helping but nothing worked.
So be it. He can do what he will do. Im done.
Im done with everything, every pain every hurt, every tear.
IM DONE. Bye.

poem by Jade Smith
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Druthers

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the I want to live album, and has also been released on the changes album.
If I had my druthers Id go fishin
Find myself a lake and a lazy day
If I had my druthers Id quit wishin
Get off the old caboose get on my way
Give me, whole lots of laughter
Great big barrels of fun
Nighttime full of romance
Daytime full of fun
If I had my druthers Id go flyin -ooh
Lookin for the things Id like to see - yeh
If I had my druthers Id be tryin tryin
The only way to be what I cant be
Give me somebody to love me
Make me feel like the only one
Something thats worth doing more
I feel good when its worked yeh yeh
If I had my druthers Id go sailing - yes I would
Catch me campin ou on the open sea
If I had my druthers Id be singin
Just how good this good life feels to me - feels so good
It just needs someone to talk to
Something you cant share
You dont need no reason for livin long
Its already there - yes it is - ooh ooh
It makes me giggle
I cant sit down
Words and music by john denver

song performed by by John Denver
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Within the Vicinity of My Tolerance

Please.
There is no need for you to poster,
With a generous showing at my parade.
Or try to steal my thunder,
While under my light!

You have no idea,
What it took...
To allow you to breathe,
Within the vicinity of my tolerance.

If I had not saved you from a lowlife.
We'd be still satisfying our mutual temptations.
None by which did either one of us good.
No matter how discreet our current sweet pleasures.
Enjoyed in guilt.
But...
Nevertheless,
Enjoyed!

However...
Sharing light, adulation and applause?
Has me still in recovery.
Doing the best I can...
To pull away from those addictions.
They will not be shared.
Some folks kill...
If they can not get their next 'fix' on,
And quick!
I'm not like that.
I'm a raging cusser!
Please don't make me cuss,
Then later beg me to...
Favor you with my love!

Anything else you ask from me is fine.
But for now in this moment,
Remove your behind from between my fans...
And an impatient Mother Nature.

'To the left, to the left!
Take more steps...
To the left, to the left! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leaving Me

do you remember that day,
when you tried to say goodbye,
then you said you'll stay for me,
because I almost cried,
you gave me this smile,
not because your staying,
but because you'd be missed,
just the thought of you leaving,
it makes me want to cry,
thinking about the time we shared,
and the time passing by,
it'll hurt more when you do leave,
so why even bother?
we have shared laughs,
we've shared hours,
but I can't let it go,
I can't let you go,
I'll miss you too much,
and I'd hope you'd miss me,
just saying goodbye isn't enough,
we know eachother to well to let go,
so don't,
never let me go,
and never go from me.

poem by Katherine Bryce
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Choosing to Have Amnesia

Believing that an escape,
Eliminates what has chased...
For decades,
To now be ignored to stay,
Left behind where one thinks...
Will remain that way.
To leave one to live a life re-invigorated,
Fresh and rejuvenated.
As if the past has been from one's mind erased.
Is as foolish as choosing to have amnesia.
Even though there are many,
Who do have selective memories.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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